Braced Up

 I wasn't very impressed with the ortho I saw in Park City on Monday.

She concured I had arthritis in my thumbs, but when I asked about the clicking in my wrists,

she roughly bent them back and forth and said she didn't hear anything.

I told her I heard it click every time she moved them and she begrudgingly gave me a prescription for an MRI.

However, this morning I had much better luck!

The ortho took his time, explained things in detail and was patient with my questions.

He also said I had arthritis, but then when I asked about my wrists, he didn't just rush, but examined them carefully and gently manipulated them and found the clicking. 

He said whether the ligament damage was confirmed in an MRI or not, the initial protocol would still be the same -- wear braces for six weeks. 

He gave me a scrip to have custom supports made and a website of local PT's who make them,

and YAHOO! my PT I've been seeing was on the list!

Double Yahoo, she had time to squeeze me in today before I leave out of town!

I feel like all the stars aligned to move forward in the healing process.

Also... eating with braces is very challenging. 

I'll not embarrass myself trying to eat with no thumbs while with friends this weekend.

I'd take a picture, but it's impossible to photograph your own hands, 

and Dan is out of town until late tonight.

Also, I got my proofreading back from the new company.

We did a round of proofing before formatting. Because, why not?

And this was the most validating e-mail I've had from a writing professional.